Sinopsis

"PHILIP, did you notice that tall, thin man in the gray ulster, who was walking up and down the boat-deck just before dinner?" "Yes, sir. I observed the gentleman. Very haristocratic appearance, if I may say so, Mr. Jones." "Exactly. He never bought that ulster in New York. When we reach London I want you to look around and see if you can find a tailor who will make me one of the same cut." "Very well, sir. Very good taste, if I may say so, Mr. Jones." "You may. And--let's see--I need a few new golf sticks, and--a dozen new shirts. Why did you pack this automatic in this trunk, Philip? Put it in that suitcase." "Yes, sir. I 'ardly thought you'd require it while on board the Lusitania, Sir, if I may say so, Mr. Jones." "Certainly you may. No, events requiring a pistol as stage-property are not frequent on a liner. By the way, you never showed me how to work the thing, Philip." "No, Sir. The shopman from whom I purchased it declared it simple of hoperation, but I 'ave not found it so sir." "Well, find out in London and show me. I never met a burglar, but if I ever should it would be embarrassing to point a pistol at him and not be able to fire it off. I ire the heroes of burgla...